Pathfinder NPC: Serem Blaine the Winter Baby

O.K. I will let you in on a little secret. I really enjoyed building those NPC’s for Lords of Gossamer and Shadow (LoGaS). But I think I had done enough of them for the time being so I have decided that I am going to make some NPC’s for Pathfinder. I will be using Hero Lab to create them and print out a stat block for each one. These NPC’s may not be as versatile as the NPC’s for LoGaS as I will be doing only one version of them rather than three for different powered campaigns I did for LoGaS. So without ado, here is my first Pathfinder NPC. I ran a fantastic game of Reign of Winter last night so it has inspired me to make a witch for the first NPC of Pathfinder.

Serem Blaine works natures magic at the turn of the new moonImage by Eireen, legalese at the bottom of the page

My mother went missing a month before I was due to come in to this world. This happens all of the time in Irrisen of course. Look at one of the ruling witches the wrong way or wear the incorrect shade of puce in their presence and you are likely taken away and tortured. My Mother and Father lived in the fish camps alongside Whitethrone keeping the city folk in food. My Father, Thorne, went searching for us anyway. The locals advised him that it would be an effort in futility but my Father was a stubborn man.He found my mother’s body to the East of the city in a copse of naked firs. She had been half eaten by what appeared to be Winter Wolves and left to die in the snow. They had torn her womb open so I would freeze to death in the nights chill. But beyond belief as my father lifted me from the womb of my mother I coughed and came into existence. I had survived three straight days and nights in the winter of Irrisen and arisen from the ordeal a healthy and hale child.My father and I moved North of Whitethrone after this. He hated the comfort the Winter Wolves were afforded ever after this time so we lived a solitary existence in the wilderness living off rabbits and venison when the weather was kind or roots and tubers when it was not. It was during this time, I know not exactly when but some time between my sixth and eighth year that my mothers ghost came to me. She had fought her way out of the morass of the spirit world to come to me and speak of the things I should know.She told me that soon I would find myself alone again and that my father would be taken from me and executed for his crimes to the throne. Unbeknownst to me, my mother explained, my father had found the group of White Wolves responsible for her death and gifted them poison fish until they had all succumbed to the dosage. Mother forced me out into the cold to find my companion, Tillock. She was a timid little arctic fox and it took me many weeks to coax her to me. Once I did though she taught me the wonders of magic that I would need to master to survive the ordeals that faced me.My father cared for me and loved me with all his heart and I cry now to think of him as he hugged me and kissed my forehead at night as I fell asleep. It is the last remaining memory I have of him. he was taken by rangers of the Winter’s Guard. They had been seeking him for eight years by this stage. Mother had told me that they were coming and she sent me out into the cold with Tillock. She told me to flee and never return to this hut.I know now that my Father is dead and I have not seen the spirit of my Mother since that day. Even Tillock has left me and gone to a greater place. She led a group of ancient wights away from me as I slept. She was a beautiful companion and one that could not truly be replaced. Though of course I have had to. A witch without her familiar is no witch at all. But this time the familiar is a strange, cat like being direct from my Goddess Yuelral to look out for me and offer me a greater level of protection for whatever purpose she has in store for me.You will find me in and around Whitethrone if you must. I work with the Heralds of Summer’s Return to fight against the witches their. It is a dangerous calling, and one that lost me my one true love. He is a Sorcerer of power that works with the witches. Our love was hot and true enough so that when he found out about me he protected me from a raid but could never be with me again. I stay near the city in the hopes that he will one day turn against the evil that corrupts this city and returns to be with me though this is likely beyond hope.Be careful as you travel the city though, I would hate to have to mourn another whom I care for . May Yuelral bless you with the magic to make the changes that are needed in your life. I will think of you on the waning of the moon as I free the ground of the frozen crust that has retarded its growth for far too long.Serem Blaine CR 7XP 3200Human (Kellid) Witch 8NG Medium humanoid (human)Init +1; Senses Perception +6